NOT SO BAD DAY

Dear Kurt,

Tomorrow is suppose to be 53 degrees!!!

Ok. I know it isn't the 90's like I was dreaming about today but it makes me happy. And hopeful.

And your amazing brother fixed your computer. I fixed my gross granola bars and made them yummy. And we got to hang out with some awesome friends.

And although I am still extremely annoyed about the "giving credit where credit is due" incident that I am purposely being vague about, you did make me feel slightly better about it.

So our bad day turned into a not so bad day.

I am thankful.

I love you.

Sincerely, Lori

BAD DAY

Dear Kurt,

Why is it that today even the tiniest things make me want to scream. Or cry.

Actually both.

Basically this is the gist of my day so far:

Brand new computer got a virus. Can't be fixed.

Baby food all over me and baby. Baby just laughs.

You were suppose to have a short day. You won't be home till late.

People don't give credit where credit is due. Hurt my feelings.

Homemade granola bars turned out gross.

Can't find fabric that I want for an affordable price. Annoyed.

Baby is sleeping. You're not home. Friend hasn't texted me back.

You called. You're having a bad day too. I'm sorry.

I think we need a change. What I really want is for 90 degree weather. Then we can hang out outside all day and soak up the sun. Can we move to Arizona right now?

Sincerely, Lori